“Yes!” I responded “If you come now”. With that he was on his way. I told Zara who was a little nervous but excited at the thought, we decide...d to shower in preparation for our first time real sex trio. Zara was making her way out the shower and as she entered the room, there he was standing before her with a hungry look in his eyes. He asked her what took her so long in the shower. She giggled and said she had to wash the wax off from ‘down there’. His eyes widened with excitement and he took. I shall trust you to be accurate.”“Of course.”“I will prepare the coffee.”He turns away but when I go to follow, he turns back, the movement smooth and sudden.“Please stay here, Kelly.”I hesitate.“Is there something wrong?” he says.“I don’t like to drink anything I haven’t seen prepared,” I say.“Why?”“Someone drugged me.”As I fail to stop my eye twitching with recollected fury, I expect him to question me about it, or argue. He does neither; instead, he nods, raises one of those gloved hands in. For a dollar, I could have thrown three very ripe tomatoes at head sticking through a plywood board, or for five dollars had my picture taken in a very oversized chair that would have made an interesting sight. I would have appeared to being 5 years old again, but with a gray beard. I spent nearly four hours just wandering around, petting dogs, looking a people and listening to music that was starting to sound familiar to me. The sun was warm, the sweatshirt was tied around my waist, and I was. When Margo and Irene arrived, the party had started and women they didn’t know were already making out openly in some of the rooms. Dottie was sitting on a sofa with her feet on the cushion and her legs wide apart. Her cunt would have been in full view if a woman, kneeling on the carpet in front of her, hadn’t been busy eating it. Dottie smiled at her two colleagues. Irene, who wanted a shot at Dottie, said something to Margo and knelt behind the woman on the carpet. She raised the woman silk.